Warning: at least 1 cuss word.

I’m not a fan of the following:

Seeking a good recipe idea on my phone/iPad or desktop.  Search and discover plenty of intriguing photos and headlines including ‘recipe’ in them. Choose one, click link and begin reading the Life History of the writer/blogger along with giant (well taken) photos of progress of the dish plus the grand finale (sometimes 3 or 4 shots of it).  After 10+ scroll-flips I happen to locate the ACTUAL RECIPE I needed 10 minutes ago.  Ugh.

I really don’t care about the backstory or the life history build up.  I’m too busy right now!  Don’t get me wrong: I appreciate the story and enjoy the writer’s thoughts but it’s just too much.  Now I know which sites have this and coast past them before clicking in my search.

On that note I’ll shut the hell up now and post my recipe!

If you want a story, just keep moving down my blog post (2 scroll-flips) and I’ll  weave an amazing tale/backstory about my dish…plus photos!

Ingredients:

  • 1 Fresh peach
  • 3/4c Oats
  • 1T Sunflower Seeds
  • 1/2T Chia Seeds
  • 1/2T Shelled Hemp Seeds
  • 2T Cranberries
  • 1T Coconut flakes
  • Orange juice fill bowl until it covers all of the goodies
  • Stir
  • Let sit so seeds and oats can absorb the juice (YUMMY!) for about 30 seconds to 2 minutes
  • Eat
Stirred!
Stirred, so my chia and oats absorb some of the OJ quicker.

This breakfast is very simple. I put all of my individual components into separate glass jar containers and my table looks like an apothecary before I begin combining everything. Tomorrow I might change things up. It’s a risky life I’ve leading over here, right?

But seriously: all of these ingredients give me a lot of energy. The only sugar is in the cranberries and OJ. You could one-up me by squeezing your own OJ (let me know if you do).

Epic Backstory For This Recipe

I got up at 5:00am remembering I’d agreed to run a 5K before it got too hot today.

My dinner last night was a veggie burger and I loaded it up with lettuce and tomato, Frank’s Hot Sauce and mustard. I had a cup of tortilla chips (the end of the bag so they were pieces). Very satisfied, I grabbed my book to read a few chapters then do my regular “time for bed” ritual.

It stays daylight – broad daylight – until 9:00pm here so I’m disoriented as far as when I should be in bed.

At 10pm we finally hit the hay and I played Edgar Cayce’s “Abundance Program” to drift off into Sleepy Town. I fall asleep so quickly with this guy’s calming voice and never really know what is being said past the “blink your eyes slowly as I count to 10”.

Back to NOW.  5:00am.  Sipping my coffee quickly (thanks to my amazing Husband Unit for brewing it every dang day of my life) I imagined what I’d wear to run in. I had bad breath and crap in my eyes as I enjoyed and watched the local news telling me how much hotter it would be today.

Then I got dressed (fast) and met my Husband Unit (HU) at the door to go.

“We’ll go upriver today.”

That’s the path right next to the Jordan/Provo River. It’s asphalt and maintained pretty well BUT it does have a lot of ups and downs due to the tree roots so I have to pay close attention when scooting along and that makes it tough to daydream.

The sun hadn’t crested Y Mountain and I noticed zero clouds in the sky. Yup, it was going to be hot today and I was thankful we were getting this done now. I CERTAINLY would not be doing it later in the day!

We ran together and then I needed to walk. After my HU confirmed the Brutality and Women’s Self Defense moves I’d learned from Master Rene in Simi Valley he took off in a blaze of neon orange wearing his Ventura County Sheriff’s Department Search and Rescue shirt (one of his favs…thanks Deresa).

I watched him disappear into the foliage and lost contact with him completely.

It was me, the river crashing next to me, snails that had no chance of making it across the path in time (so I stopped and saved every single one of them) and a soft cool breeze. The path was completely empty and peaceful. There is a canopy of tall trees covering most of my route and I could see birds moving around zipping back and forth.

I began running again forced to watch my footing to avoid tripping as well as paying attention to any spider webs that might be crossing the path. We were THAT early and the rest of the town was still sleeping.

I crossed two foot bridges, ran beneath three under-bridge-paths and wound up sort of at a cross road “T”.

On the left it seemed to Dead End into a power plant and on the right there was a beat up asphalt path with a body stretched out next to a bike. It was a homeless person trying to rest. I decided to turn around and glanced at my Garmin. 1.84 – then I did the math on whether or not that would equal a 5K as I began jogging – alone – back down the river path.  Despite the river crashing loudly next to me, I had my antennae up (read: danger!?!).

I heard the sound of scuffing and tripping behind me and turned quickly ready to kick someone’s ass.

Ah.  My HU.

We began jaw jacking about ideas for our future. Things inspire us on our running time. He had two excellent ideas. I laughed (in my head) when one of his new ideas was about the same idea I’d had! How does that happen??

I’m not going to tell you the ideas.

With about half a mile left HU is DONE walking and says, “you ready to run yet?”.

Yes, I was. Plus my pipes had turned on and I needed to get to the fully plumbed home we were renting.

The sun was blasting over the mountain when we made it to our street.

I never like road running and definitely don’t enjoy doing it on trash day when the sun bakes the cans. We have a few neighbors that NEVER take their cans off the street and put them back in their yards. They smell THE WORST.

That hurried me along (as well as my plumbing needs).

Post restroom visit I hear a voice calling from the backyard, “you coming to workout?”. I’d forgotten about agreeing to that part! I hurried up the basement steps to the yard where my HU was doing Man Makers. I grabbed weights and started my curls while deciding which body part I wanted to work on. Arms, Shoulders, Abs.

Finished my plan, 100%.

This is where my recipe comes into the picture.

I was hungry. There were two peaches on the counter about to expire due to the heat.

So I made the peach recipe above.

The End.

PS:

What did you eat for breakfast? Did something inspire the choice? Just curious.

In case you are wondering…a few pics/videos for fun:

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The Jordan/Provo River bridge crossing. I feel the urge to just stop on bridges to watch what is happening beneath them.
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The Jordan River creating power!
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I found out how effective this sit-up is for me. I move slowly and stretch both to my toes and above my head each time. Ahhhhh….I can’t seem to put the video in (like I could with my HU above).

 

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